文本歌词

Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on ayy ayy
I'm beyond all that f**k sh*t hey
Hey lil' mama would you like to be my sunshine
Ni**a touch my gang we gon' turn this sh*t to Columbine
Ice on my neck cost me ten times three
Thirty thousand dollars for a ni**a to get flee
I just hit Rodéo and I spent like ten Gs
I just did a show and spent the check on my mama
When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas
And I keep like ten phones damn I'm really never home
All these ni**as clones tryna copy what I'm on
Ni**a get your own tryna pick a ni**a bone
Word to brother Skip boy I had a good day
Metro PCS trappin' boy I'm makin' plays
Fifty shades of grey beat that p**sy like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan if it ain't 'bout guap I'm gone
Ni**as hatin' 'cause I'm chosen from the concrete I had rose
Shawty starin' at my necklace 'cause my diamonds really froze
Put that d*ck up in her p**sy bet she feel it in her toes
I'm a real young ni**a from the six throwin' 'bows
I'm a real young ni**a from the six throwin' 'bows
Real young ni**a from the six throwin' 'bows
In the middle of the party b**ch get off me
In the cut I'm rollin' up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
Said that I can get that p**sy easily
Said that I can hit that sh*t so greasily
I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily
Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on
I'm beyond all that f**k sh*t
Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on
I'm beyond all that f**k sh*t
I got companies and Pesos
I got people on my payroll
She don't do it 'less I say so
I don't smoke if it ain't fuego
I should sauce 'em up like Prego
Fettucini with Alfredo
All I wanted was the fame and every game they made on Sega
I was five or six years old when I had told myself
Okay you're special
But I treat you like my equal never lesser
I was twenty-six years old
When we had dropped this one amazing record
Had the world steppin'
That's what I call epic
Couple summers later I got paper
I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel
With the capers on a square plate
At the restaurant with the why you got to stare face
To know I either ball or I record over the snare and bass
Rapper face dread headed
Golden diamond teeth wearin'
They just mad cause I got that cheese b**ch I keep dairy
Turnt up in the party gettin' lit to Yachty
With a Spanish Barbie word to my mami
In the middle of the party b**ch get off me
Get off of me
In the cut I'm rollin' up my broccoli
My w**d my w**d
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
She fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
My w**d my w**d
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
She vulnerable
Said that I can let that p**sy easily
She fallin' for
Said I can hit that sh*t so greasily
Oh yeah oh yeah
I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily